tales from the strip

Monday, March 9, 2009

Here I sit in Little Rock, Arkansas. Homesick. Missing my kids. Missing my bed. Missing the Mr. Jones in my life. It's the nature of the beast with my job. Don't get me wrong I'm grateful I have this job when so many are hurting right now. I'm grateful I am able to help and share duties with my husband. I'm grateful Mr. Jones shares duties with me. I'm grateful that the spaghetti o's the kiddies had for dinner were warm, and filling and as the bean told me "not yummy as yours". I'm grateful I'm missed. I'm grateful.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Wow. The people have voted. We have a new president. Barack Husein Obama. His message of Hope and Change really has people excited. I worked a few flights in and out of Baltimore, Md the last few days. They were all full of people going to the inauguration (we actually ran out of bin space because of the fur coats). Although he didn't get my vote for personal reasons I am still excited to see what is going to happen in this country over the next several years. I am excited to watch his wife Michelle Obama, and especially his girls Sasha and Malia. They seem like such a kind, warm and loving family. A lot of people are worried about where he will lead our country. Me, not so much. I hope he will make decisions and choices with a fathers mind. He knows that he is helping to create the real life that will become his children's adulthood. With that said, I will pray for them, all of them.

Friday, January 2, 2009

Happy new year to all. As with every year I go ahead and make new resolutions that will improve my life or my families. Yesterday morning I sat at breakfast and actually wrote down a list of 10 things that I am going to change or work on doing better. Number 8 was to blog everyday even if it was something little. The hope was I would find something worthwhile to journal about that myself or the kiddos would want to look back on someday and read. Since today is actually the 2nd day of the year I'll use the excuse that I was working on the other 7 items ahead of this one and just ran out of time. The truth is that is pretty much the truth. Number 5 or 6 on my list is not to procrastinate and to finish unfinished items on my to do list. I decided to work on those last night and set up a facebook page for uncle Wayne. My dad asked me to do this a couple of weeks ago so the family could get updates and keep in touch with each other and leave notes of encouragement for him. I can now say that I have finished one task on my to do list with only about 364 left to do. So even though it is 5:00 am on day 2 of the year and technically this resolution is broken. I don't think so. See by finishing something else and accomplishing something on day one it gave me something to write about that I will be glad to look back on and read. By the way Number 3 is to not be so hard on myself and to always try to look at the positive side of things. Check. Chersty

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

I stumbled on to this saying today "we worry about what a child will become tomorrow, yet we forget that they are someone today". Take a little extra time to read an extra story or play trains one more time. Tanner would hold up his little finger to me and say un mo. He only did that for like a week. His vocabulary and speech have grown up overnight. I know he's only 31/2 but, where is my baby boy?Cherstin

Monday, December 15, 2008

Wow did that time ever go by fast. 6 months off sounds like a lot until its over and then all of a sudden I'm packing my bag trying to get ready to go. Okay, I know that I only had to go for 4 days and now I'm off all month until new years eve however it still isn't something that I get used to or look forward to. Don't get me wrong, I love what I do. I love being on the plane meeting all sorts of strange, I mean unique, no I mean strange, people. Leaving the kids and Kiffen is the part I hate. Kiffen and Tanner went to deliver an airplane in Arizona, so Korah Grace went to Utah to get spoiled by Grandma and Paw Paw and all the aunts, uncles and cousins. I do believe she did pretty well. It was harder at nights from what I have been told. I had a good trip. I flew with a wonderful crew, our flights were uneventful, and on time. I am sure that I drove my crew crazy with T and K stories but, they were very patient and pretended that they were really interested. When I finished my Recurrent training we got out too late for me to get a flight to Little Rock. Kiffen and Tanner were spending the night there and I was planning on flying there to pick up Tanner and take him with me to pick up Korah Grace. Now I have to decide do I catch the non-stop to SLC or do I go halfway to LIT, spend the night in STL and then finish going to LIT in the morning to pu Tanner, then say hello to Kiffen for about 5 min jump back on the plane and fly to SLC. On my way to the SLC flight to see if it was full I passed a delayed flt to Dallas, ran and asked the gate agent if I could possibly make the LIT flight in DAL. "Right now you miss it by 5 min" she tells me. Close enough. I jump on the plane as they are closing the door, introduce myself to the crew while quickly asking the pilots to call ahead and find out gates and flt info for me in DAL(a courtesy they do for us when non-revving). I sit in the closest seat to the front of the plane and squeeze in the empty middle seat the pax's are trying to hide with their coats and carry-ons that they never should of carried on. Right before we land the pilots called and let me know that my next flt was leaving 10 min after we land. Score!!! I am going to make it. I call Kiffen let him know I'll be there in an hour and run. Why did I do all this? In the morning Tanner and I will be flying out together to SLC to pick up Korah Grace. While we are there we are kicking off the holiday season with my mom's side of the families annual Christmas party. This means tons of cousins, aunts, uncles, brothers, sisters, nieces, nephews and a special visitor who only comes and visits at this time of year. So yeah, that's why I did all this.Cherstin

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Okay, so this is what Tanner calls my dad. Paw Paw. He just couldn't quite say grandpa, so for him it has stuck. What does he call my mom? Grandma. Kiffen's parents are Ne Ne and De De. I still haven't figured that one out but that's what he named them. Okay so back to Paw Paw. The other day while we were driving to town out of the blue tanner says

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

We had an absolutely wonderful Halloween this year. The weather was perfect. Perfectly fall like. I think the kids had a lot of fun. Tanner really figured out the candy part of it this year, and Korah Grace just liked to smile and be outside since the weather was so perfect. This is the Halloween party at the library. That's Korah Grace sitting on miss Amber's lap.

All of the kids at the party, except for Tanner. He was too busy playing with the games and other activities they had for the kids.

He had taken his costume off since it was so bulky. He could hardly move in it, the poor kid.

We decided to make cake balls for our neighbors(thanks bakerella). Tanner was such a good helper. I think he liked it, what do you think?

Oh, goodness that does look yummy!!!

The city put on a trunk or treat at the local park. Did I mention we had been having perfect weather? Tanner really did have a costume. Korah Grace's shirt said "mommies little pumpkin". Thanks Jenny.

We couldn't of planned for nicer weather.

Tanner was actually explaining to her how to drive this. He told her, "Korah Grace when you get big, you get to ride this all by yourself".

Tanner loves fire trucks, just like most little boys do. Whenever we see one he turns on his "siren". One day while we were driving, one passed us. Since he didn't "turn on his siren" I tried to prompt him:

me: "Tanner, what does a fire truck do?"him: "They get kitties out of trees down."

Oh yes, of course.

See, I told you that Tanner had a costume. Halloween was actually over when I realized that I didn't have any pics of him actually wearing it. He did wear it while Trick or Treating though. He wanted to be a robot. Occasionally he would add something else in but, always went back to a robot. I did have the legs for him as well but, for these pics I was lucky to get the costume on him.